Poems for September 2017

  The following verses are selections from the poetry of James E. Cox (Jim).

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Last month I posted a four different poetic forms to show the different musicality a form can achieve. This month I am presenting four different examples of poetic forms that I have written.

Enjoy! 

Shakespearean Sonnet:

Published in The International Who’s Who of Poetry, 2004

 

 

A Sonnet to Time 

Oh feckless Time, in truth, who filled your book

with bravery and love in peace and war?

I question that you took the time to look;

and if you did, you should reflect once more.

For he who pays the most to earn his fame

should not receive a soupcon more ado

than he who added glory to his name

by doing what was right his whole life through.

I fear you were asleep while despots reigned

for when you woke you gave them your applause.

It mattered not the mass of men they pained,

nor how they had abandoned our God’s laws.

So Time let history be just to all,

and let you not be swayed by “mammon’s” call.

 

Ballad

Published in As The Mood Prescribes, 2006

 

The Ballad of the Jews Harp

From when I was a little lad,

I heard Dad play his harp.

Though but a piece of bended ore

the notes were clear and sharp.

The Gewgaw held between his teeth

was cast in the U.K…

and he a Scotsman through and through,

born near the Firth of Tay.

 

He brought the harp from far Dundee

to Canada’s cold clime,

then soon was heard in our fair land

the rest of his lifetime.

His breath would bring the harp to life,

and he’d smile as he’d play.

His soul would meld into the harp

and float the River Tay.

 

He was a cool but caring man

though was a bit remiss

to show his love to one and all

and slow to hug or kiss.

But how his smile grew warmer

when he’d lift his harp and play

the Gewgaw he had brought with him

from near the River Tay.

 

Upon his death the harp was mine…

the Gewgaw willed to me.

And it returned to Scotland’s shore…

to the City of Dundee…

back to the shore of the river

along which he would play.

I swear I felt the harp grow warm

once near the River Tay.

 

With rain so cold and wind quite fierce,

I almost turned away.

I thought perhaps I should turn back

and come another day.

But the Gewgaw would not let me…

for there Dad’s soul must stay.

So I buried the harp along the shore…

that kissed the River Tay.

 

 

Clerihew

Humorous poem in aabb rhyme scheme about a famous character.

Published in All That Rhymes, 2004.

 

Custer

Georgie Armstrong Custer

at Bighorn tried to bluster.

He charged, then made a stand...

no one left to reprimand.

 

 

Rime Coo’ee

Six Line poem with aabccb rhyme scheme.

Published in All That Rhymes, 2004

 

Lawyers

Liberal judge now hear our plea,

“Don’t always blame society,

lawyers belong in jail!”

They mask each fact with pantomime,

charade the lesser of each crim,

 

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